I can only dream of owning Star Wars.
I wanted to close my eyes and pretend it didn't happen. I imagined it all, I must have. Malik was a scoundrel; he only knew lies and betrayal. He even said I was Revan, but I was not Revan. How could I be the sith monster responsible for so many deaths!
Revan, the very name causes people to tremble in fear. She was a hero turned to the dark side, a Sith lord. She betrayed the Jedi for the Sith. She took innocent lives, caused slaughter. That isn't like me at all.
I am Avan Vassic. I am a hero who helps innocents improve their lives. Right?
If I was only Avan, I wouldn't have Revan's memories, know her every motive, and I wouldn't want to improve her reputation.
I wept in the Ebon Hawk's crew quarters. Someone came in and I tried to straighten up; I didn't want to lower moral by getting caught crying.
I turned to see that it was Carth. I looked away knowing how much he hated Revan.
"Hey," he said as he sat by me on the bed.
"Hello," I echoed. He looked uncomfortable there next to me. This was it, he was going to tell me how mmuch he hated me.
"Look, Revan-" I cut him off.
"Don't call me that," he stopped and looked at me, just now noticing the tears on my face.
"Are you okay?" Carth asked. I paused before answering
Yes" I lied.
"I wouldn't be, and I know you aren't," he was right; I fought back tears.
"Everyone must hate me; I decieved them all Carth," I was crying now.
"No one hates you Avan. I promise," he put an arm around me, "In fact, that is why I came here. We need to talk."
He turned to face me before speaking again. " I don't care if you're Revan or Avan, you are still the same girl I have come to care for. I would go through hell for you. What I mean is, I love you Avan."
"And I love you," I said. He embraced me and I never wanted him to let go. We sat like that for hours, he held me until I fell asleep.
He would be mine forever, and that isn't something the Order, Malik, or anyone else will ever change.
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